Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 182

It was time for Alyssa to present her present.

When the antique rosewood chair was carried in, every antique fanatic and collector in the venue erupted into excitement.

“That is a stunning relic!”

“Oh goodness, I wish I could get my hands on it!”

“This is probably the most precious thing Mr. Beckett Senior would have gotten tonight besides the porcelain set!”

“Who is this Alice White? How did she get her hands on something so priceless? Looks like Mr. Beckett’s ex–wife might have been an heiress in hiding!”

Jasper’s heart had leaped into his throat. He gazed fixedly at Alice. He had never expected her to give the old man an antique the Taylor family had won at the auction. This chair itself was worth over a hundred million!

It seemed like the Taylor family really doted on her.

“This is our gift to you, Grandpa. May you be blessed with prosperity and happiness, and live forevermore!” Alyssa said to Newton.

Beside her, Jonah bowed his head slightly. “I wish you a happy birthday, Mr. Beckett Senior. May you be blessed with boundless youth and wisdom, and remain strong as a yew.”

two people beside one another, looking so regal and

like he couldn’t breathe. He instinctively reached up to cup his chest where his heart

feeling grateful. “You really shouldn’t have. I would have loved anything you prepared for me. That goes to you too, Mr.

Senior, we’re happy you like our gift, sir. It really is

it,” Betty sneered. “How convenient to be able to give what belongs to someone else instead and then steal the spotlight for

couldn’t have possibly taken that big of an advantage. That’s why I have prepared my own

at her

she have up her

upon hearing that. “Oh? I’m excited to

air. A moment later, Sean walked in from

contained a piece of boulder opal with a stunningly carved scene of mountains, valleys, and rivers

The crowd

Landon were both captivated by

The Morning View’? Where did you get this, Alice?” Newton exclaimed incredulously. Herman Fowler? World–renowned, deceased stone carver? His works were exceedingly rare to

shyly. “This is my mimic of it. I call it ‘A Glimpse of Morning“. I’ve done my best to create a replica of the original masterpiece. However, it pales in comparison

crowd gawked in awe

paled in comparison? What was she talking

$15 BOWS

of stone carving could render such an intricate scenery on crystalth nearly indistinguishable from the real

this talented young woman? Could she have

murmured amongst themselves, utterly amazed by